The trip on the sailing vessel was uneventful so far. Some would have said I was escaping my fate, others would have said I was embracing my destiny. Whatever they might have said, the truth of the matter was that I wasn't sure. The sea has always brought me comfort, though, and so the decision to make my way to Limsa Lominsa only seemed natural at the time. And either way, it was the gateway to the other lands, and the only way to answer the calling which urged me forward...
"Look... Think... Feel..." The words, carried by a strangely familiar voice, echoed in my head. As if the gods themselves were urging me to peel away the layers of the world as it seemed, I was to peer into the heart of the world as it truly was. Surely, since those words first played out, I have seen the world through different eyes.The urgency of those words, and the things I had seen since that first day, had made my course clear: Eorzea was to be my new home, and my path would be made "clear" to me once there.
I say "clear" with some degree of hesitance, however. As even with my newfound ability to peer into the truth of things, I have found that the "truth" is even less clear than the layers of illusion which lay above it. Was it easier to accept a plain, simple view?
It was with all these thoughts in my head that I picked up that ancient codex which my parents gifted me, and boarded the ship into the great unknown. I will miss them, and think of them often--
Another flash, another feeling. Some commotion is going on abovedecks. I shall set aside my journal for now. I am needed.
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